There is an advantage to being in a relationship with an older brother who takes care of you.
That means he will always owe you "I love you".
On my eighteenth birthday, Shen Yan cornered me at the kitchen counter, wiped the butter from the corner of my mouth with his fingers, and whispered: "Niannian, you owe me what you owe me."
What the hell do I owe him?
Do you owe him nine years of tuition or three meals a day?
Before I could even express my hair, he kissed me.
Honey flavor.
Osmanthus honey happened to be brewed at home that day, and the house was filled with sweet fragrance. Before he kissed me, he made himself a cup of honey water, and there was a faint sweetness left on his lips.
I pushed him away and called him sick.
He stood there, looking at me with his eyes lowered, like a large abandoned dog.
Oh shit.
What annoys him the most.
Intention: I spent all my time waiting for you to love me - and you also spent all your time waiting for me to dare to love you.